1424. A faultless Brahmin Sandipani who taught the Vedās to all
and put the sacred thread on you lost his own son.
When he worshiped you and cried,
“I lost my dear son. Find him and bring him to me, ”
you found his son and gave him to the Brahmin.
I heard about that and have come to you to worship your feet.
You are my refuge,
O god of Thiruvarangam surrounded by beautiful groves.
Word by Word (WBW) meaning
(The words may be rearranged to facilitate conversion from poetry to prose (Aṉvayam). Please read the meanings (in black) continuously to form the sentence and understand the simplified meaning based on the Divyārtha Dīpikai for the verse.)